May 29, 2007

This past weekend at work was absolutely nuts. Usually, holiday weekends are relatively slow, but not this time. We had no labor or post partum rooms left and people kept coming in. Part of it I think was a storm that rolled through, so everyone's water broke. It would have been manageable but we kept having emergencies - cord prolapse, 10 minuted decels, bleeding and to top off that list we also had a maternal code back in the OR. That was a first for me. Never had to do chest compressions on a pregnant mom. Both mom and baby were fine and the whole 'code' lasted only about 90 seconds, but it seemed like an eternity at the time.On the pregnancy front, things are improving with the nausea. I'm not constantly nauseated and I havent yakked in 2 days! But, because I worry about everything, part of me is worried that the little bean is no longer developing. Oh, how I long for the way it was when I was pregnant with my first - I didn't worry about anything, even when I had spotting at 16 and 28 weeks. Well, I guess I worried, but I never thought about miscarriage. Today I decided to paint our little half bathroom bright sky blue. It's about as small as you can get with bathroom and the previous owners had hideous ivy wall paper. I know you're supposed to remove the wallpaper before you paint, but I decided not to. I got the first coat up tonight and I think it'll look good with 2 more coats on it. We'll see.

"An angel in the book of lifewrote down my babys birth,and whispered as she closed the book'Too Beautiful For Earth."

*Disclaimer*: this blog is in compliance with HIPPA. No, I'm not talking about you or your family. No names are used, stories are changed to protect the innocent and guilty, and quite frankly, I make things up. Seriously.

About Me

I'm a night shift L&D RN in a medium size hospital in the Midwest. I am also a mother of four children. Jacob followed by Clara, who arrived 14 months after her big brother. Three years later, we welcomed Isaiah. I became unexpectedly pregnant July 2009, but sadly that pregnancy ended in my first miscarriage at 11 weeks. Caleb, my little one who's always in a hurry, arrived at only 34 weeks Sept 2010. Our family is complete. I've had a wide range of OB experiences: from a vaginal birth, emergency c/s, scheduled delivery, preterm delivery, incomplete miscarriage and all of those fun medications used to stop preterm labor. This will be about my experiences as I stumble through motherhood, all mixed in with my experiences as a L&D RN, having been on both sides of the stirrups and surgeon's blade.